To Love and Avenge

Chapter 40

Observing Dauis’s reactions upon reading the message, I already knew that he was hiding something. Something was wrong with him. So what he said about telling everything and that he would not lie, or keep a secret from me was not true at all.

The way his eyes darken in ‘he only knows why’ and concealed it right away.

Pretending to be asleep, I didn’t move and shut my eyes. Even with that, I could still perceive his restlessness.

I was intrigued, I wanted to ask and tell him that he could trust me in it, that he shouldn’t hide it from me. But don’t I have the same dark secrets too? Would I be considered trustworthy?

Dismissing the thought, I, later on, drifted to sleep with all those suspicions still in mind. Not only that, I was dead worried as hell too.

I was still in deep slumber when I felt something shove inside my underwear. Assaulting it down there.

Regaining my senses, I pushed away his hand hurriedly that was stroking inside.

“What the–, hey!” I complained.

“Easy, it's just me,” he said in a hoarse voice. His eyes, darkened with desire, pleading to let him continue.

I stared at him in disbelief. I just couldn't believe that he did it.

“Please, I just want to hold you if you don't want to do it.” He pleads.

Looking at him, at how his eyes darkened and his pupils constricted with desire and lust, piercing through my very soul.

After a moment of just watching him this way, I know in myself that I cannot resist his pleading arousals.

Oh my God, what is this man doing to me? His eyes were hypnotizing, and he was being manipulative to my body lately.

“You're getting wet,” he whispered in a very lustful way.

Becoming uncomfortable at his words, I averted my eyes away from him.

“Hey, look at me sweetheart, I want you to look at me.” and he took my lips, kissing and biting, seducing me in any way possible. I never fail him as my body has already reacted to his assaults. I kissed him back, this time, with the same level of hunger as his.

“Ale…” he mumbled.

“Hmmm”

“I like the way your body reacts to me, to my touch, and how your little thing warms for me.” He said as he nibbed my skin, trailing kisses down to my br**st.

I felt like I was electrified and a little convulsive, tickling me all over down to my core. I gasped for air like I was with lacking air.

His hand, which was stimulating me, started to move in a circular motion, then slid up and down, making it wet even more.

I writhe at these touches and started to moan.

“That’s right Ale, moan for me… moan my name,” he said, still looking straight into my eyes.

“Uhhhh… Dauis. What did you do to me... ahh!”

“Beautiful Ale, so beautiful.” he continued to praise, enjoying the sight of me submitting fully to him, while his other hand started to undress me.

“I wanted to have a taste of you. uhh... how sweet you can be for me.” hearing him say it, I shuddered in anticipation. He moved away and positioned himself just right in between my thighs, looking hungrily into it as he repeatedly mumbled incoherent words.

Feeling shy at his gaze, I drew my thighs together and covered my things with both hands, but he prevented it by stopping me and holding both my thighs.

“Ohh, don't be shy, I wanted to see how beautiful you are. Don't hide it from me honey.” he sexily said.

Even listening to his lustful words, I am sure I'm getting wet and hot all over.

Yes, lust… because he never mentioned even once that he loved me.

But I don't care about it, for now, because, for the time being, I was so preoccupied with what he did, to entertain such negative thoughts.

All my doubts flew away as they vanished in the thin air when he dived into the midst of my screaming sl*t.

He licked and sucked it gently.

My body then arcs involuntarily at him while ankling my knee on his back to give him better access.

I was in so much pleasure that I didn't know where to hold on, yet I ended up grasping his hair, unable to understand whether to push or pull him deeper.

So intoxicated, that I couldn't understand my needs at that moment.

Gasping for air and continuously making soft moans.

He played it there with his tongue flipping up and down, but most of the time it was in a circular motion at my clit, teasing it to produce more juices.

I bit my lower lip to suppress the pleasurable moans, but it escaped still.

As if it was a cue, he performed, even more, every time I moaned.

“Dauis… Uhhh, please.” I called out, pleading to him, as the tension in the breadbasket started to build up and threatened to explode anytime from now.

He stopped quickly and propped his head to me.

“Please what? Say it dearly.” grinning at me while he inserted his finger, slowly moving in and out.

My eyes widen at his action and I wiggle under such bliss. I can’t stop moaning this time as I writhe.

" You're ready," He then slowly moved and positioned himself above me.

Pointing his fully aroused shaft ready for a home run.

He slowly inserted his fullness into mine, despite my readiness and wetness that lubricates me, I held my breath and enjoyed the sensation that it gave despite the pain that it brings. He was so huge that, I guess, explained the initial pain that I felt during the first insertion, but it subsided immediately and was replaced with pleasure.

I arc and spread my legs further so he can fully bury himself.

We were both heavily panting, gasping for air while we were still inclined towards each other, and moving in rhythm together.

Not long after, his pace starts to go faster, banging inside out of me, until he pushes deeper as we both howl in pleasure.

There, I exploded and so was he. I shuddered when I felt his hot liquid spurting inside me. Releasing every seed that he might have.

This time, he kissed me again and in a deep voice he said,

“Ale, I wanted to have a child with you,” he whispered.

Hearing him, I froze, like I had been thrown into a pool of ice.

“Child” repeatedly rang into my mind.

“No, I can’t!” shouted my mind.

Seeing my reaction, he hesitantly asks.

“What is the matter?” he asked, very confused. Maybe he didn't expect me to act that way when he mentioned a child.

“No, I can’t. I'm sorry.” I said, averting my eyes from him and pushing him away slowly.

I was almost there, almost. But, at the mention of it, my body, which was once burning, had quickly stiffened.

Taken aback at my sudden reaction, he moved away from the top feeling dejected.

“Why?” he asked in dismay.

I covered my body with a blanket and answered him coldly.

“We will have an annulment in 5 years. Why do we have to have a child? When the time comes, we will only give a burden on his young life. He will just soon suffers from this so-called broken family.”

“Then, let’s forget about the annulment,” he reasoned out of frustration.

“I can’t, okay? Plain and simple,” in a dismissive tone, I said before turning my back to him. I don't want to further the discussion. It will only lead us to fighting.

“I don't get it,” he said as he stood up and walked through the bathroom and later on heard the gushing sound of the shower.

I know he was upset. But still, I couldn’t give him what he wanted.

I wanted to go and console him. It hurt me to see him feeling broken. But I have to stay on my ground.

To prevent further complications.

My feelings for him have already started to complicate, and having a child is another story.

Seeing him walking out again, I pretended to be sleeping as I didn't want to discuss it again.

He, on the other hand, sat beside me and stayed in that position for a couple of minutes, staring at me. I just know that he does even though my eyes were closed. I couldn’t afford to open it and see how hurt he was.

Later on, he heaved a sigh and lay down next to me, and whispered.

“I just hope you understand where I’m coming from.” and he kissed my temple and hugged my back.

I wanted to have a child with him too, so that I could stay by his side forever.

As much as I love it, I still have a lot on my plate and I can't just take it all at once.